Chương 32: Elite disciples

Long Feng and Yan Jian couldn't help but laugh again.

"That was hilarious! Their expressions were priceless!" Yan Jian said. Long Feng nodded.

"Leave" Li yu'er spat coldly. Yan Jian shrugged while suppressing a shudder.

"Let's go brother Long Feng" he said, pulling Long Feng's arm as they walked away. Li Yue'er walked into her pavilion silently while Long Feng and Yan Jian both went back to their pavilions.

The long awaited Elite competition finally began on a clear morning. The whole Inner court was tensed. Every inner disciple could participate in the competition, and this time, almost everyone wanted to participate. Although they didn't hold any hope of even reaching the top fifty, merely being among the top hundred inner disciples would make a person famous throughout the outer and inner court. It must be known that the Mortal heaven sect had nearly a thousand inner disciples!

Being among the top hundred meant picking a hundred geniuses out of a thousand disciples! The Elite competition usually took place in the inner court, at the martial arena. The martial arena was a huge field with nearly fifty battle stages and seats at the side for the judges and elders. Due to the high numbers of inner sect disciples, the battles would take place simultaneously on the different battle stages. Early in the morning, all inner sect disciples were out at the martial arena.

Those who wanted to participate in the competition would report their names to the management Wardens who would write down their names and divisions. It must be known that over half of the inner court disciples were part of divisions. The inner court had nearly a hundred divisions. Some division's leaders were merely rank four or five connate cultivators! Each battle stage had multiple management Wardens, and none were weaker than rank four Yin level!

In the star Mountain City, these Wardens could destroy any clan of their choice. Yet here, they were merely Wardens! This further showed how powerful the Mortal heaven sect was. Long Feng, Yan Jian and Li Yue'er also joined the lines. Many people who recognized Long Feng stared at him incredulously. Most were even thinking that he was only there to escort Yan Jian. After all, his name was renowned in the court, and with his cultivation, he shouldn't be anywhere near this place.

Their assumptions were shattered when Long Feng gave his name to the Warden. Many people were confused. Was Long Feng going to battle with his soul power? For a moment, most attention was on Long Feng, when they suddenly heard an uproar from behind. The crowd were moving aside, creating a path for a group of people. Support the creativity of authors by visiting Royal Road for this novel and more. They were all dressed in brown robes, and they gave off an oppressive feeling.

Sensing their collective aura, Long Feng was stunned. The weakest among this group were rank one Yin level cultivators! And the strongest were rank four Yin level cultivators! And none of them were older than twenty years! That was extremely surprising. The crowd began to discuss feverntly.

"Who are they? They are so powerful!" A rank six connate cultivator asked his colleagues.

"That is Duan tianrao, an elite disciple. He is a rank four Yin level cultivator and his strength is rumored to be comparable to the tenth Mortal heaven Elite disciple. He is a heaven gifted talent." A rank eight connate cultivator said admiringly, pointing at the young man in front of the group. He seemed to be the leader of the group. He had a pale figure, delicate and effeminate, like a female. His face was pale yet handsome, and in the dark, some may mistake him for a lady.

He was even prettier than some females! Many people gasped in awe.

"He is an elite disciple!" Some murmured.

"All of them are elite disciples" someone added.

"What are they doing here? Are they here to watch senior Jio yu's battles?" Someone asked.

"That is possible. Senior Jio yu's talent is unparalleled, and him getting first in this Elite competition is a heavenly decree. He could become a threat if he becomes an Elite disciple, so they are here to know his strength. As they say, know your self and your enemy and be undefeated in battle." another person replied. The Inner court disciples began to praise Jio yu tirelessly.

The arrival of elite disciples from their court became the main topic of discussion until everyone had registered his or her name to the Wardens. The Mortal heaven sect was located on a vast mountain valley right behind the Fang Mountain. The outer part of the valley was the outer court, where the outer court disciples were. Next was the inner court. The outer court and inner court were separated by a gate. Outer court disciples were not allowed to cross the gate. Next was the Elite court.

Inner court disciples were also not allowed to enter the Elite court, but Elite disciples could cross over to the inner court any time. The Core court was at the extreme end of the valley, and was also the largest. High ranking elders resided there. Core disciples were few, but each one of them had the potential to become a powerful Yang level cultivator! Duan tianrao and the others sat down cross legged and waited for the competition to begin.

They were even more proud and arrogant than Jio yu, but it was mostly understandable. They were proud sons of heaven with unrivaled talents among their peers. Being proud was a normal thing to them. Soon, dozens of figures arrived with surprising speed. The figures sat down on the seats reserved for the elders. Long feng recognized most of the elders, including the vice Chief of the inner court. Not even old inner disciples had ever seen the chief of the inner court, Elder Zhang.

He was a mysterious man, though, many people speculated that he was also in the vicinity, but he concealed himself. A rank seven Yin level cultivator elder rose to his feet.

"The Elite competition may begin. Disciples are to draw lots to decide their opponents, and the battles would take place at the same time. Crippling of your opponent's cultivation is not allowed. Your number of wins will decide your rank, and being defeated thrice will disqualify you, giving you a bottom rank. Usage of treasures or talismans is not allowed. The rules will be changed when only the top hundred disciples are left." The elder announced.

These rules were disadvantageous to the weak disciples, because the stronger disciples would eliminate them first. But that was the cultivation world. The weak were prey to the strong. The Elite competition finally began. A small paper appeared in front of everyone. The paper contained their names and divisions on it. The papers were translucent, which meant that they were created by martial power. Only a peak Yin level cultivator and above could create small objects with their martial power.

It was probably the vice Chief's doing.

"Infuse your aura into the papers in front of you. The names will then be exchanged. The name which will appear before you will be your opponent." The rank seven Yin level elder said. Everyone began to pour their aura into the translucent papers before them. Long feng did the same. Slowly, his name on his paper fluctuated, then faded away slowly, replaced by another name. Luo Cheng! That was his opponent. Long Feng had some recollection of who Luo Cheng was.

He was the leader of the maple leaf division, and was beaten by Li Yue'er in the martial skills hall. He would certainly be holding a grudge against Long Feng. Long Feng smiled slightly, completely unbothered. No one within the entire inner court was a threat to him, not even Jio yu. Only Li yu'er had the strength to defeat him within the inner court, so he naturally wasn't bothered by the competition.

"The battle stages would not be enough for every disciple to fight, so some of you will have to wait for another battle to end." The elder explained. Most people had already jumped unto the battle stages and were waiting for their opponents.

"Brother Long Feng! Who is your opponent?" Yan Jian asked.

"Someone called Luo Cheng. What of yours?" Long Feng asked.

"An unlucky rank eight connate cultivator." Yan Jian grinned. Long Feng chuckled.

"Miss Li's opponent seems to be Lin Doutian. He is so unlucky. Well, she is as well, picking up such a powerful opponent off the scratch." Yan Jian laughed. Long Feng shrugged his shoulders, then he noticed that Luo Cheng had jumped onto a stage and was smiling at him mockingly. Without thinking twice, Long Feng jumped onto the same battle stage.